The Runaway Man
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by Jambrea Jo Jones
Category: Erotica/Erotic Romance/Romance
Description: Dismayed when the full moon reveals his lover's secret, Butch runs instead of facing his fears. Fate crashes into his life when a train ride goes horribly wrong. Now Butch must face the truth--or will tragedy intervene yet again, separating the lovers forever?
eBook Publisher: Freya's Bower/Freya's Bower, 2009 2009
eBookwise Release Date: May 2009
27 Reader Ratings:
Available eBook Formats: OEBFF Format (IMP) [27 KB]
Reading time: 13-18 min.
"sweet romance that had me reaching for the tissues... Butch and Mitch are two very strong characters that I would love to see more of... a brilliant fresh author..." 4 Moons by Deb, Deb's Books "It's a quick read that has instant gratification with the hunger for more... I hope to read more of this author soon!" You Want to Read by Tami, You Gotta Read Reviews "If you're looking for a sweet, comforting read, try it out." 3.5 Delightful Divas by Jaime, Dark Diva Reviews
Lost in thought, Butch settled in his seat on the train, shook his head, and glanced around at the others occupying his space. His gaze landed on an attractive man who sat a few seats up. It couldn't be who he thought it was, but something tickled his thoughts and brought back memories. He continued to stare at the handsome man and gasped as the stranger looked up. Butch became absorbed in the man's dark brown eyes; a spark of recognition flared, but it was jolted away by a loud screeching noise. As darkness descended, he thought, it's Mitch.
Butch tried to blink away the fuzz.
What happened? Where ... oh, my God. The train ... oh no, Mitch.
His vision wouldn't cooperate, so he closed his eyes to focus his other senses. He took a deep breath and then gasped in shock at a sharp pain in his side. His hand hovered over the area. He explored the wound and felt something wet and sticky. He didn't apply much pressure for fear he would make the injury worse.
"Baby, please don't move."
A small kiss fluttered on his forehead.
"Mitch? Is that you?" His injury forgotten for the moment, he waited for an answer.